flippantbebe's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- nobody's the enemy Today's the last day of January. And have I done much in regards to my new year's resolution? I have no fucking idea. I've been working out.. because I've enrolled into classes. But I haven't really tried to talk to people... I'm starting to get scared of them all over again. But I realize that's futile. Because of that damn song: She's Not The Enemy it's stupid.. i do think he's the enemy.. i do think that the girl is the enemy.. i even think that my friends are the enemy... sometimes. and that's just dumb. i mean... i just realized that every time i talk to someone .. for the first time after an almost long time of not speaking to them... i think {and even say--) "I always thought you hated me." god i feel foolish. i have such a low self-esteem. i mean... i think that acquaintances hate me in an instant... even strangers. you know.. i honestly thought i had a high self-respect for myself. but now i see that i don't. yes i don't give a shit what people think about me. but i still think that people hate me. are those two different things in reality? there's a tie in there somewhere right? am i kidding myself? i think i am. i say what i want and i don't give a fuck about what the other person thinks, BUT i don't try to talk to the people i want to talk ... the ones i have a crush on... (yeah i have talked to them.. but not really--) because i'm afraid of them. and what they'll think of me. i'm such a hypocrite. and i enjoy it... at least when the first time i did. but now it hurts. i'm tearing up and it hurts. i have a slight headache right now. i dont know how to fix this. i mean just tonight... and almost every night... i haven't called anyone to eat late night with me... because i think they'll say no... because.. i admit it.. because of me... i feel so stupid... i know this doesn't reflect all the people i know.. and i know that many of them DO care about me and my well-being. but i don't believe them. sometimes i just can't. and i need to talk to rox about this. but i feel like i can't talk to her ... at least not right now. i want to talk to mar or somebody about this. i need to get better... i'm scared that i'm wasting my life with the way i'm looking at myself. right now i feel that i'm repulsive and a liar... someone who's gonna fail at what she does and who won't complete anything she wants a drawer? c'mon.. i'll never be able to finish that. but i know that won't always be true. i can whittle it down... slowly. maybe with one item at a time.. or maybe 7 .. i don't know. i just gotta keep on pushing that's all. hey... i've been writing in paragraphs in this entry.. isn't that a good sign? eileen 4:24 am - 01.31.07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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